Well, it's not really my story, it's B's. When he was working in downtown Toronto in the late sixties, he, his colleagues and clients used to frequent the Royal York Hotel's famous lobby watering hole, through which anyone who was anyone strolled or imbibed. It was there one evening that he spotted Bobby Hull, who invited him to his table.
Naturally, since he was a huge hockey fan -- the Leafs, not the Blackhawks -- he accepted. There they sat and shot the sh-t for a couple of hours., eventually joined by two lovely young ladies. Not sure if they were working girls, but having heard that the Habs used to send call girls up to Bobby's room the night before a game to tire him out, they were probably sent by Harold Ballard for the same reason. Funny thing, though, it never seemed to work.
As the night wore on, Bobby suggested they adjourn to his room for a little more private fun. "C'mon, Brian, join us," said Bobby. For some reason, B declined the invitation to a foursome, but lived to tell the tale.
Recently, I heard a great line Bobby delivered: "My ex-wife made me a millionaire; I used to have three million." Very funny!
A few years ago, we were at a hockey fund-raiser in Calgary and the guest speaker was Dennis Hull, Bobby's younger brother and also a retired hockey great. You have never heard a funnier guy, as he regaled us with behind-the-scene tales of hockey life in the sixties and seventies. Wild would be putting it mildly. I blogged about this evening (See "A little wild!, Apr. 26, 2016). I just re-read it, it's a great blog with hilarious quotes from his speech. Me and Dennis:
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